Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The New Kid

Well, here I am, surveying the new digs, trying to figure out where the bathroom is and deciding where to put my favorite pictures. Didn’t pick up the milk, but will on the next trip.

For those of you who don’t know me, I used to blog at WhirledView. You can find my previous stuff, back to 2004, here.

I’m a chemist. My background includes a fair bit of nuclear stuff, fossil fuel, and counterterrorism along with managing environmental cleanups, which eventually expanded to collaborations and spending some delightful time in Estonia and Kazakhstan. One of my projects landed me in some of the domestic politics of decommissioning Pershing Missiles back in the 1980s, in response to the Intermediate Nuclear Forces Treaty, and another laid bare some of the more uptight parts of the US government in relation to decommissioning nuclear weapons.

My adventures have taken me to cooler climes than those that produce helmut’s photos of fruits we’ve never heard of. And my tastes extend to lots of other sorts of flora and fauna. But here’s a cloudberry for you.

I’ll continue to write the kinds of things I’ve been writing, and I may try some new things.

I’m delighted that helmut and the guys are allowing me to occupy space here, and looking forward to conversing with the readers!


MT said...

What would be the lifetime of that cloudberry if the bright parts were neutrons and the dark ones protons?

MT said...

Relatedly, I suppose Estonia would be a place to go for cloudberry quarks.

helmut said...

Cheryl, MT's giving you his brand of trial-by-fire commenting. That's why I love him.

helmut said...

Come to think of it, there should be a name for it. Gonzo commenting? Guerilla commenting?

helmut said...


Cheryl Rofer said...


I was going to look up quark, as in the milk product.

Estonia has something like that that I really, really like: kohupiim. It's sort of like the curds in cottage cheese, but that's all it is.

Cheryl Rofer said...

And the nucleus...yes, it would be berry stable.

MT said...

All right, she passes. Viva Phronesisaical!